(Jake and Tech continue their fight, but they had an interesting conversation.)
Tech tried to keep Jake from breaking free and winning, but the cat very skillfully elbowed the coyote in the stomach, causing him to bend in half, allowing his friend to break free of his grip.
“Damn, that was something,” Jake muttered, trying to regain consciousness. Tech was recovering too, smiling at the cat. There was determination mixed with pride in his gaze.
“You sure you're a simple pilot?” he chuckled. “Even I don't fight like you do.”
“I already told you, I've seen Slam's lessons, and besides I was trained by Chance.”
“Your boyfriend?”
Jake laughed.
“No, no, Chance and I are like brothers. I have a wife, actually.”
“Wow, that's interesting,” Tech hummed. “And I've got a bit of an odd couple.”
“Roar?” asked Jake. Coyote nodded.
“And what's so strange about that?” the cat didn't understand.
“Our ancestors feuded, and we have a relationship with him...”
Jake smiled.
“Tech, just because your great-grandfather chased Rev's great-grandfather shouldn't stop you from being his boyfriend. We live in a world where everyone can date whoever they want.”
“But that kind of legacy... Jake... I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for him. Rev could lose his reputation because of me.”
“But he could lose his best love because of you!”
Jake put a hand on his friend's shoulder.
“Don't put up a barrier for yourself, be above what they say. Rev dedicates a lot to you. Every race he wins, every gold medal... He does it for you. He needs you, Tech! He cares about you.”
The coyote smiled sadly back.
“Thanks, Jake.”
“I'm glad to help,” the cat hugged the coyote. The two of them were silent for a moment. Finally, Tech said:
“Let's wrestle some more, shall we?”
“Sure!”
And they began to wrestle again. This time their sweaty bodies did not flicker as fast, for both wrestlers were tired. Nevertheless, we gentlemen, if we had been there, could tell that each of them was giving it a hundred percent. The blows came in succession, but neither cat nor coyote could bring each other down, for their bodies, oiled with sweat, prevented their opponents from engaging each other. But at one point Jake managed to do a Samoan Drop, and the coyote felt his right leg being captured by the cat's right arm, while Jake's left tried to wrap around his neck.
“Wow, that was unexpected,” Tech thought, trying to think of a way to break free.

Damn, this is a good story to represent the image!
Daaaaaa

It will be a full on my gallery in future!

How sweet~ ^w^